Run, run.

Da Feng Ling and the others were so frightened that they fled to the sky, and they fled when they came with all their strength.

On the battlefield, a great witch like Da Feng Ling, who is proficient in combat skills and has strong magical power, can break through an army with one person. But a poisonous witch who is proficient in voodoo can slaughter a tribe at any time.

Not to mention the distant ancient times, let's just say that not long ago, during the Emperor Yao period, there were poisonous witches who wantonly spread plague on the land of the Middle Continent in order to avenge the revenge of the extermination. In just three months, there were no vegetation within a radius of 10,000 miles, and the eight major ethnic groups and hundreds of millions of people were all wiped out by the raging plague.

Since then, the Poison Witch has become the most feared presence on the battlefield.

Unless there is a witch doctor with the same level of witch medicine attainment, and has prepared a sufficient amount of antidote or potion to dispel the plague, no one dares to fight with a poisonous witch. It's just that you die, and voodoo is rampant, often harming the tribe, and that's the most uncomfortable thing.

Da Fengling and the others fled, using all their strength to escape. There was wind under their feet, and a white wind whistled behind them, and the shadow of the gale rose into the air, helping them increase their speed several times. They brought up a large afterimage, and escaped more than ten miles away with a snap of their fingers.

"Damn, Elder Yun Peng hurt me...... This fat man, no one told me that he was a poisonous witch!" Dafeng Ling wanted to cry without tears. His lacrimal glands had been damaged by the poison, his eye sockets were dry, and the surface of his eyeballs had been corroded by the poison with countless tiny cracks, and his vision had become blurry.

The poison was eroding his internal organs, and Da Feng Ling could clearly sense that the poison was like countless insects, burrowing in his body.

The hands and feet are numb, the qi and blood are blocked, and several witch holes that have just been opened up and have not been warmed to the strongest state with qi and blood are easily invaded by the poison. The witch's den was paralyzed. The magic power accumulated inside was polluted by poisonous gas, turning into vicious little snakes scurrying around the body, and the muscles, blood vessels, and bones were all stirred up everywhere they passed.

"You ...... The Gale Department will not let you go!" Gale Ling screamed hoarsely: "We, Gale Ministry, are ......"

Feng Xing sat on the ground and laughed wildly, laughing so much that tears flowed out of his eyes: "The Gale Tribe, one of the ten strongest tribes in the Ten Days Country, and the most loyal dog leg of the Ten Days Country Ying Clan! I know that too!"

Da Feng Ling roared angrily, his body suddenly jumped more than ten miles high, he turned over, glared at the defensive formation of Wushan, pulled out the strong bow and shook his hand and shot out with three arrows.

The arrows were like thunder, and with a dull roar, they broke into the position of the Wushan Division. Three arrows exploded, turning into a whirlwind that roared. Nearly a thousand soldiers in heavy armor from the Wushan tribe wailed and were swept up by the whirlwind, and countless white wind knives visible to the naked eye surrounded them and slashed indiscriminately, and countless sparks emerged from the heavy armor. From time to time, broken nail leaves fall.

A large piece of blood fell from the sky above the Wushan position, and the gale smiled fiercely at the messy Wushan position and laughed: "Even if you die, don't think about it......!"

Ji Hao stood behind the crow father, and was turning into a long rainbow and flying over.

Seeing that Da Fengling was desperately trying to give Wushan a heavy blow, Ji Hao's heart was on fire. Escorting the clansmen of the Wushan tribe to open up new territories was Ji Hao's next task. If there are too many casualties among the clansmen of the Wushan tribe, not to mention that the mission cannot be completed. Ji Hao couldn't help it.

"Damn it, who told you to come here to make trouble?" Ji Hao roared in the air and roared loudly at the crow.

The Raven Gong had just swallowed two bottles of the Three Birds and Nine Beasts Pill in a row, and the qi and blood in his body were at the most surging and majestic juncture, and the wounds caused by those Shadow Demon Assassins had completely healed, but some of the damaged feathers had not yet regrown. I heard Ji Hao's roar. The crow man let out a long roar, and more than a dozen black crow feathers shot out, shooting towards Da Feng Ling and the others with a long firelight.

With a 'poof' sound, the companions of the poisonous Dafeng Ling were hit by the crowfeathers, and a flame erupted from their bodies. Burned them to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The Wind Feather was in mid-air, twisting his body with all his might, trying to avoid Raven Gong's crow feathers. He bit the tip of his tongue and let out a hoarse howl, and a white light rushed out from his heart, turning into a gale-like shadow that merged with his body.

"Ancestral spirit possession? isn't it......" Ji Hao's eyes widened: "Good guy, you actually conceive a witch blood battle soul in your body!

The Witch Blood Battle Soul is a secret method of witch sacrifice, which takes out the soul of a powerful beast and raptor, turns it into an embryo and fuses it with a powerful warrior, and nourishes the embryo with the help of the great witch essence blood. When this embryo matures and breaks out of its shell, it can merge with the warrior, so that the warrior can truly possess all the magical powers of this fierce bird and beast before his death.

If this Gale Spirit is naturally bred, when it matures and merges with Gale Ling, Dafeng Ling can have all the power of an adult Gale Feather.

For example, with the body of a great witch, he can soar up to 90,000 miles, he can cross the void and no one can do it, and he can control the storm between heaven and earth, and ordinary witch priests will definitely not be his opponent in this regard. Not to mention the keen eyesight of Gale, who can clearly see the every move of a small mouse on the ground at an altitude of 90,000 miles, which is simply priceless for an archer.

However, in order to escape for his life, Da Feng Ling forcibly activated the power of the Witch Blood Battle Soul in advance, which was bound to greatly damage the vitality of the Great Wind Soul, and if he wanted to completely fuse the Witch Blood Battle Spirit in the future, he would have to spend more essence blood and a longer time - if he could still have a future!

The gale spread its wings, and the body of Gale Ling brought a white hurricane, and in an instant, it rose from the ground for three hundred miles, breaking through the thick clouds and going straight into the sky.

The crow man let out a long roar, grinned disdainfully, and also turned into a streamer and fire rainbow, and instantly soared into the air for nine hundred miles, three hundred miles higher than Da Feng Ling, and then a swoop slapped down, and one claw slapped Da Feng Ling from high in the air to the ground.

An immature gale battle spirit, in terms of flight speed, where can it be the opponent of the crow father?

Yu Mu and Feng Xing had already arrived, Yu Mu panted and pulled out the arrow inserted in his body, and stepped on Da Feng Ling's back fiercely: "Sun ...... Grandson, grandpa boiled you into a pot of soup today and fed you to the wild dogs! My pot, my meat, I still bleed so much! How much delicious food do I have to eat before I can eat it back?"

Shao Si Ran Ran walked over, her eyes flashed with cold anger, and she said faintly: "Don't kill him, give him to me, and then let him go back." He almost killed us, and he must pay the price. ”

Shaosi recited a strange incantation, and a strange power crept in from inexplicably in the void. (To be continued......)